]]>Tickling ArtworkTeenticklehellhttp://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?319762-Her-Muslim-Laughter-Sustains-MeCOWGIRLS ARE TICKLSH: Happyland Ranchhttp://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?319747-COWGIRLS-ARE-TICKLSH-Happyland-Ranch&goto=newpost
Sat, 06 Jun 2020 03:59:12 GMTOut in the desert of the land called Happyland, is a ranch. It's where the you can find all kinds of odd happenings going on. Very ticklish things.

This is one pic of a number in the Happyland Series. See them in my Fanbox.

Poor Dhar. All he wanted to do was take a soothing bath and collect his thoughts. Not soon after did Thorani surprisingly interrupt with an idea to show Ajna he's changed. Doing so involves participating in an ancient Deva ceremony, one that looks to aline his chakras and wash away his since. Without thinking, he accepted.
Of course, Dhar didn't realize just how hard it would all be on him...
This is exclusive includes a nearly 20 page long story featuring several different lers and tickle styles. I really hope you guy's enjoy. Here's a sample!
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The navel tickling went on for minutes on end. Long, unbearable minutes while Thorani milked that one spot for all it was worth. She flicked, poked, wiggled, scratched, and even kissed that one agonizing spot for what felt like a small eternity. Finally, the thorough Deva relented and appreciated her work.
Dhar looked as if he had fought a dozen battles and died in every one of them. His panting threatened to drown out the sound of the spring itself. Still, his rigid member itched with the need to be touched.
Thorani couldn’t help but to feel a bit mean. She knew what he clearly wanted, though she acted as if it had never crossed her mind. Truth was, there was some cruel entertainment to be had in seeing the cute young man in such sensual strains. Considering his actions, she had no pity grinding him against her heel a bit.~
“Oh my! Poor Dhar, you’re such a wreck. My poor troubled boy!” Thorani covered her giggling smile with her fingers. The trembling young man started blushing all over again. “You’re doing so good! I’m so proud.” She reached out her finger again.
“GAH!” The exhausted young man’s hips bucked forward. He felt the swirl of a delicate finger begin to run along the ridges of his bulbous bell-end.
“Dhar is on his way to being a good boy isn’t he? A very, very good boy~...” The water goddess sang in a tone both sweet and sultry all at once. She worked her finger as slow as possible in order to saver the best reactions. The lad’s featured twisted in all kinds of pitiful and sexy manners. It egged her to keep going.
The tanned young man openly panted. His hips wiggled in the most erotic way . Dhar trembled as his most precious parts were teased by one of the most beautiful women he’d ever seen. Thorani’s fingers drew around and around his poor cock, barely touching it, but strangely that made it all the more intense. It thrilled him to his very core as the finger traced round and round and round again.
“AH! AH! AH! B-BY THE LORD HIMSELF!” Dhar hissed through gritted teeth. “PLEASE MADAM! PLEASE TAKE ME! PLEEEEEHHAAAAA!~” The pleading fell from his lips faster then the water fell from his body. And then as sudden as it started, the teasing...........
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Tue, 02 Jun 2020 23:17:16 GMTHere is One of Elizabeth that I just made,Here is One of Elizabeth that I just made,

Tickling Isobel when in such a precarious position will always result in her ending up in even more trouble. Of course gravity and ticklishness conspired to make her fall into the waiting embrace of the Thousand Goddess Tickling Fingers Trap. Stuck half in half out of the giant tickling pitcher plant. Having a reasonable hold on her the plant is trying to get her wholly inside (it thinks she is something tasty... well, Isobel is very tasty but not int he way it is thinking) The parts of her inside being tickled by it's knobbly, slippery, textured hide and tickling sap. The parts left outside receiving investigation and exfoliation by the attendant critters. She's got her right arm all tangled up in some of the tendrils which in the process of trying to pull her into the plant are helping to expose her deliciously ticklish flank to anyone or anything that fancies giving her a nice tickle.

Any movement makes the plant tickle her more, so her ticklish squirming produces more tickles, which makes her squirm and wriggle more, and so on.

Who knows how long it will taker her tickle chasers to find her, and when they do how long before they stop helping with the tickling duties help her out.

"What about now Jeff? Do you want me now baby?" Carla asked seductively, while swirling her skilled tongue around the sensitive ridges of his cock. Jeff's eyes nearly into rolled to the back of his head do to the sensation alone, let alone the situation.
Carla and he were just meant to fix up and clean the room for their high-end guest, Ms. Denials . They had lucked out with her being in the shower and would hopefully be able to do everything while staying out of sight and out of mind. That was until Carla, the naughty housekeeper, decided to act up.
Ever since she started working here, Carla had heard about Jeff and his "wonder cock" and always took it a bit personally that she had never gotten a chance with it. She was good, she waited until him and his girlfriend broke up. She had made it VERY clear she was available, but still he never bit. All of Carla's advances and flirting only led to blushing from the fit young man, which while adorable, only wanted to get a shot at him even more. He'd been single for months now, what exactly was the problem here?
Maybe that’s why she got a little offended when Jeff started to openly talk about the next girl he planned to get with. Seriously? Was he stupid? Carla was a hot red head who KNEW she was drop dead sexy... and she was going to make that fact FRUSTRATINGLY aware to him...~
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It didn't take nearly as much effort as Carla thought to get Jeff exactly how she wanted him. Just easy distraction work and some quick bondage using the cables in his case and Jeff was tied tight to his own ladder with his pants humiliatingly at his ankles. His soft moans filling up the room, daring not to be any louder less he alerted the billionaire in the other room.
"Mmmm see baby? If you had any common sense this could have been on a nice comfy bed...." She halted her sentence to take a long deep suck of his cock, letting go with an audible pop. "Your hands on my head making me go deeper and deeper." She went for it again, only this time only focusing on the head where she was able to cruelly play her tongue along the underside of his tip. "I'd have been such a good girl for you.~"
Jeff nearly looked like a zombie at this point, the intense pleasure sending him over the moon and back again but always held right at the edge of sweet release. His cock had always been the most sensitive part of him and that was exactly what made him so shy about approaching beautiful women like Carla. It just seemed no matter the circumstance the fit handy man found himself at the mercy of sexy woman after sexy woman all looking to prove themselves on his delightfully responsive organ.
Jeff tried his best to keep his voice down, but Carla had again sucked him for all he was worth.
"MMMM! Remember cutie, desecration is key. What would that rich bitch say if she found us like this. Do you think she would help? Just two hungry women on this big ol’ thing?" She stroked him while she talked, letting go when she could feel him about to pop. "Hehe you wish, don't you?"
"C-carla.. C-come on... you’re killing me here..."
Carla gave her best thinking face, as if she was considering changing things, but nope! "Sorry. You’re a dirty boy Jeff. And I don't talk to dirty boys.~" The sultry maid's head leaned in till her lips were mere atoms away from his tip. "Want to know what I do with dirty boys?"
Before Jeff could even answer the question Carla sprung into action, using her fluffy feather duster on his tormented member. He reacted just how she expected from the sensations. Jeff struggled, he bucked, he bit his lip, and he ached like nothing else. She dusted at the tip, down to the balls, and back up again, taking great care to feather every lovely inch of his cock.
Jeff thought he would draw blood from how hard he was biting his bottom lip. All the feather duster made him want to do is cry and moan out to any god that would hear him. It tickled in all the best ways and drove him absolutely crazy. All the while Carla giggled at the lustful site in front of her.
"Coochie coochie coo! Such a dirty dick you have... I don't know how I'm going to clean this before the guest gets -" It was then the both heard the water cut from the bathroom. Ms. Denials was finally getting out of the shower after what felt like the longest twenty-five minutes of Jeff's life. But at least it was finally over...
Or at least, that’s what he would have thought until he saw the evil smile on the maids face. She silently wiggled her finger goodbye to him and quickly showed herself out of the room. The only thing left behind was a single red feather that had fallen off her duster, and the throbbing hunk tied to the ladder. This was insane! she couldn't do this! SHE-
"Well my my my. And who exactly would you be handsome?" Jeff quickly snapped his neck in the direction of the voice and was greeted with the alluring site of Ms. Denial's leaning against the door of the bathroom, still dripping wet, only a single towel rapped around her naked body. It was clear her eyes were only focused on his splendid member.
"I-i..-...I..I"
"You know..." The rich milf purred as she got closer. "Other hotels simply leave a mint on the pillow." She jabbed at him playfully, now eye level with his rock hard erection.
"I...I...I..I" Jeff was stunned. He didn't know if it was the site of the confident blonde or the ordeal he had gone through right before, but he was so horny he couldn't even speak.
"What’s wrong handsome?" Ms. Denials leaned in close until her pouty lips too his trembling cock inside for a few seconds before letting him go. "Cat got your tongue?" She let out a big toothy smile at her found stud's reaction. But it was also then she noticed the feather on her floor. She put a hand on her hip and examined it, knowing exactly what she wanted to do~
"Forgive me dear. But I believe I asked for my room to be cleaned... and yet what do you call this you naughty man? Does this look clean to you." She held out the feather as one would a peace of damning evidence. It was so dangerously close to his cock that it was nearly throbbing to get away.
"Oh tsk tsk tsk, neither that or your looks are going to save you honey. Someone has to pay for this.... tickle tickle tickle~"
Jeff only closed his eyes, preparing for what came next. The next time he would see Carla was later that day, when she was asked to clean the "multiple leaks" Ms. Denials claimed to have in her room~
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